Eventually, Principal Weems caught up to Lunette. "Lunette, please follow me to my office," she said, her tone firm but not unkind. She turned to a nearby teacher. "Ms. Kent, please take those boys to the infirmary." Ms. Kent nodded and hurried over to the injured boys. "Come on," Principal Weems urged, gently guiding Lunette away from the courtyard and the prying eyes of the students.
Wednesday had witnessed the whole thing on her way to class. She noticed the crowd forming and managed to catch a glimpse of Lunette. "This semester might just be okay after all," she muttered to herself, Enid, on the other hand, had run off to her next class, shaken by what she had just witnessed. She needed time to process everything. With Enid gone, Wednesday saw an opportunity. Lunette was fierce and clearly capable of serious damage if pushed.
She could kill to protect herself or those she cared about. As Principal Weems led Lunette towards her office, Wednesday decided to follow at a distance. It took a whole hour before Lunette walked out of the principal's office. It took a whole hour before Lunette walked out of the principal's office. Wednesday was waiting for her, leaning casually against the wall. "What are you doing here?" Lunette asked, her voice laced with annoyance.
"Did you get expelled?" Wednesday's tone was as nonchalant as ever, but there was a flicker of curiosity in her eyes. "Why do you need to know if I did or didn't?" Lunette shot back, crossing her arms defensively. "Did you or not?" Wednesday pressed. "If you must know, I didn't get expelled," Lunette replied, rolling her eyes.
"Let me ask you something. "What?" "Did you have to take therapy sessions?" Lunette asked, curious. "I did, and I still do," Wednesday replied nonchalantly. "Are they boring?" Lunette asked while playing with her fingers. "Yes," Wednesday said with a dark edge to her voice. "You have to sit there and tell a random stranger about your feelings and emotions. And whatever they tell you, you have to do it, or else you're 'mental,'" she added, air quoting the word "mental."
Lunette raised an eyebrow. "Sounds awful." "It is," Wednesday replied. "But you'll get used to it." 'I guess so. Lunette started to walk away from Wednesday. ''The demon that's in you, I can help you contain it.'' —
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"Oh, my lord," Enid exclaimed as she walked into Yoko's room, looking flustered. "What is it this time?" Yoko asked, not looking up from her computer. "My roommate is crazy and a psychopath," Enid said, throwing her hands up dramatically before collapsing onto the bed. Yoko finally glanced over, raising an eyebrow. "What did she do now?" "First and foremost, she is almost unknown on social media. Nothing, not even Facebook or Twitter. The only thing I found was an Instagram account with about three photos. Isn't it weird?"
"Maybe she's just private," Yoko remarked, her expression slightly fascinated. Enid shook her head. "That isn't the half of it. Today, she nearly murdered two boys in the courtyard. I swear it looked like something out of a horror film. One minute they were insulting her, the next she was casting a spell, and one of them was hanging upside down. "She did not even blink."
Yoko's eyes widened, and her interest was totally piqued. "Wait, what? "She actually did that." "Yes!" Enid sat upright, her eyes wide. "And then she sliced one of their hands. It was as if she were possessed. "I have never seen anything like it." Yoko reclined back in her seat, her arms crossed. "So, your new roommate is basically a witch with a serious attitude problem."
"Pretty much," Enid sighed. "I'm not sure how I'll make it through this semester. She is like a ticking time bomb." "Well, at least it won't be boring," Yoko remarked with a chuckle. Enid grumbled and hid her face with a cushion. "All I wanted was a typical year. Is this too much to ask? "Normal doesn't exist at Nevermore," Yoko explained, returning to her computer. "But hey, at least you have an interesting story to tell." Enid said under her pillow, "Yeah, if I live to tell it."
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Enid had returned to her dorm, noting that neither Wednesday nor Lunette were around. She assumed Wednesday had followed Lunette, so she shook her head and opted to do some homework to pass the time. Wednesday strolled into the room with a strange expression on her face. "I don't want to know," Enid replied immediately, looking up at her. "I wasn't going to tell you in the first place," Wednesday answered, her voice as lifeless as usual.
Enid attempted to concentrate on her schoolwork, but her curiosity got the better of her. She looked at Wednesday, who was seated on her bed, deep in quiet contemplation. She couldn't take it anymore. "Okay, fine. What happened?" Enid asked, giving in. Wednesday looked at her, raising an eyebrow. "I thought you didn't want to know." "I've changed my mind. "Spill it," Enid asked, her interest reaching its peak.
Wednesday sighed, as if giving the news was a burden. "I'm working on a way to get rid of a demon that lives inside Lunette." Enid's eyes widened. "A demon? Inside Lunette? How do you know?" "I have my methods," Wednesday answered, as indifferent as usual. "I've been observing her, and it's clear that something is wrong ." Enid stared at her, processing the information.
"So, what's your plan?" "To exercise it," Wednesday replied firmly. "The demon sometimes makes her want to kill people, which is problematic." Before Enid could react, the door creaked open, and Lunette entered the room. Enid and Wednesday both became silent, bringing their conversation to an abrupt halt. Lunette glanced at them, sensing the tension in the room. "What's going on?" she asked, narrowing her eyes. "Nothing," Wednesday replied with a shrug, her expression unreadable.
"Just homework stuff," Enid added quickly, trying to sound casual. Lunette didn't look convinced, but she shrugged and went to her side of the room, leaving Enid and Wednesday to exchange a quick, meaningful glance. Enid had returned to her bed, while Wednesday had settled at her desk. The room fell completely silent, with only the clacking of Wednesday's typewriter and the faint tapping of the two computers.
Enid glanced over at Lunette, who was working on her laptop. She then looked at Wednesday, who was concentrating on her typewriter, her fingers moving quickly across the keys. As the evening wore on, the quiet routine of homework and writing eventually shifted into the process of getting ready for bed. Enid was the first to break the silence. "Alright, I think I'm done for the night," she replied, yawning and stretching her arms.
She turned off her computer and began grabbing her pajamas. Lunette glanced up, closing her laptop. "Yeah, me too. I need some sleep." Wednesday did not answer, her attention fixed on her typewriter. Enid rolled her eyes as she headed over to the bathroom, gathering her toiletries. "C'mon, Wednesday. "It's time to wind down," Enid murmured, her voice tinged with frustration and tenderness.
Wednesday finally paused her typing, looking up. "I suppose," she said, her tone as nonchalant as ever. She stood up and began putting her typewriter away. Lunette changed into her pajamas and slipped into bed, pulling the covers over her. Enid returned from the bathroom, her face freshly washed and her teeth brushed. She climbed into her bed, fluffing her pillows. Wednesday took her time, painstakingly prepared for bedtime.
She washed her teeth with precision, changed into her dark pajamas, and then switched off her desk lamp. Enid talked again as the room fell into darkness, with only the soft glimmer of the moon outside the window providing illumination. "Goodnight, guys," she said, her voice sleepy. "Goodnight," Lunette echoed softly. Wednesday's voice came last, a quiet murmur in the dark. "night." The room fell into a coma.
The room was cloaked in the stillness of night, the only light coming from the moon's soft glow filtering through the window. Enid and Wednesday were deep in their slumber when suddenly, Lunette's bed creaked. Lunette sat up abruptly, her eyes wide open and glowing an eerie, unnatural white. Her lips moved silently at first, and then she began to murmur in an ancient, unfamiliar language.
The sound was unsettling, like a chant from a long-forgotten ritual. The deeper voice followed, echoing her words with a chilling, ominous tone, "I shall return." The disturbing combination of Lunette's chant and the sinister voice reverberated through the room, instantly waking Wednesday and Enid.
Wednesday's eyes snapped open, her senses immediately on high alert. She sat up quickly, her eyes darting towards Lunette. Enid, on the other hand, woke with a startled gasp, her heart pounding in her chest. She looked over at Lunette, her face a mix of fear and confusion. "Lunette?" Enid whispered, her voice trembling. Lunette's chanting continued, growing louder and more intense.
The deeper voice seemed to emanate from within her, amplifying the dread in the room. Wednesday swung her legs out of bed, her expression serious and focused. "Enid, stay back," Wednesday instructed, her tone firm yet calm. She approached Lunette cautiously, her mind racing to figure out what was happening. "Lunette, snap out of it," Wednesday said loudly, hoping to break through the trance.
But Lunette's eyes remained fixed, the glowing white unblinking. The words of the spell flowed from her lips with increasing fervor, and the deep voice boomed, "I shall return." Wednesday reached out, placing a hand on Lunette's shoulder, shaking her gently at first, then more forcefully. "Lunette, wake up!"
As if an invisible switch had been flipped, Lunette's eyes flickered and then returned to their normal brown. She gasped, inhaling sharply, and then, just as suddenly, her eyelids drooped, and she fell back onto her pillow, slipping into a deep sleep once more. "W-what happened?" Enid stammered, looking around in confusion. ''I don't know.''